My Sleeping Partner

I came too slowly, realising that I was not alone in the bed. Mmmm… It has been a long time since I awoke to having my face stroked. I opened my eyes and there he was scurrying away from me, surely I don’t look that bad when I first wake in the morning?

Now wait a minute, you don’t fondle me in my own bed and then make a run for it. I want evidence!
Where is the camera when you need it? Right young man, come out from your hiding place and face the music. Got you, a real beauty!

Not sharing your bed with anything with more than two legs is racist 🙂
You know, squeamish as I am, I can handle all these photos of spiders… it’s when Baino comes along and reminds me of the really big lads, I get serious heebie-jeebies! All I can hear are fluffy spider footsteps now. Bleaurgh.